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Today is mypeterpancomplex's 2nd year. Thank you everyone for following and for making it so enjoyable here. This blog meant a lot to me. And today, sadly, I'm saying goodbye.

Fantastic Lovers by Elijah Wyman

"Genie" 

The first time she saw a helium balloon, she couldn't believe them, the fact that she could let them go up and pull them back down again. She had, you know, the kind of laugh that some people have, and it's just a full-out chuckle; it's so contagious, everybody around them starts to laugh. Well, they made her laugh like that ...  Could I imagine what that was like? Could I see things through her eyes? I don't believe so. I don't believe I really could. Sometimes, I could understand and guess pretty well what she was going to do, but that was familiarity, and not an ability, I think, to empathize with, understand, the way she saw the world. 

(And so to make sense of my life, I started this diary. My message in a bottle has washed up on your shore.)

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